I woke up and now I can't sleep.
Too many thoughts.
The strangest feeling lives inside me right now.  I'm not sure what to make of it.
A stranger appeared at my doorstep the other day. I made a mistake when I let her in.
Taking advantage of my hospitality.
She brought with her all this negativity. Too much for me to deal with so I made her leave.
But for some reason the calmness I had acquired before is now gone. There's a small part in me that attempts to panic.
Why did I let her in? Everything was fine. I was fine.
Her negativity still seems to linger. Something like the haunting aroma of leftover food even after you've gotten rid of it all.
The water in my eyes begin to form tiny droplets that slide down the skin of my face and fall onto my favorite shirt. Why you gotta make me ruin my favorite shirt?
I then realize that letting you in again would be a decision I will forever regret.
So now I must gather myself, clean up the mess you've made, change my shirt, and start over.